My Mother (refer to the syllabus for proper format and edit the essay before you post it on the wiki)
The most valuable person who raises generation is mother. A mother is the main pillar and the base, as well, for the family. Each one knows that losing the mother would affect family members in every single angle. It would be the same feeling and emotional situation I feel nowadays since my mother passed away. She was such a great mother who supported, cared, and was available to sacrifice for everything.
When I was at the age of 18, my father passed away followed by my mother only a few years later. After their sudden deaths, I had to care about the rest of my family, who were four sisters and a younger brother. Because of the Islamic culture and traditions in Saudi Arabia, in which the man should be the head of the family, I had been enforced to accept the whole responsibilities of my family and to facilitate their own daily necessities as well. That major reason made a negative impact on my undergraduate school where it was hard to keep both of concerns as the fullest.
I got all the talents and care by being as an assistance of my mother during her life as my family head. She sacrificed all of her time and effort to support and facilitate our daily life as adulthood. She could resist and carry out all of our responsibilities for the first year since my father’s death. However, she fight again, unfortunately, within her health conditions summarized in getting a weak heart caused to have a pacemaker. I never kept away her last days with us as a merciful mother.
Now as I am about to take my first step into higher education, I continuously think of her in my imagination she is. With tearful eyes and proud smile telling me that I will achieve it. I can never trust anyone as I trusted my mom, knowing that she always in my mind and never abandon for minutes, as well. I know that if I slip, she'll inspire to support me. I know that I can rely on her care and love even she is not alive no matter what my choices in life are. I was so close to her in order to know how she could manage and come over her life with all its miseries, which motivate to create my steps for success. I am pretty sure that at one time I was her strength as she is mine now. She is the one I look up to and wish that one day I will be just like her. If I can, I will hold her hands, kiss her forehead and ask her how much satisfy is she right this moment by my life.
Chapter Summaries of the novel is not completed 2/6/12
The most valuable person who raises generation is mother. A mother is the main pillar and the base, as well, for the family. Each one knows that losing the mother would affect family members in every single angle. It would be the same feeling and emotional situation I feel nowadays since my mother passed away. She was such a great mother who supported, cared, and was available to sacrifice for everything.
When I was at the age of 18, my father passed away followed by my mother only a few years later. After their sudden deaths, I had to care about the rest of my family, who were four sisters and a younger brother. Because of the Islamic culture and traditions in Saudi Arabia, in which the man should be the head of the family, I had been enforced to accept the whole responsibilities of my family and to facilitate their own daily necessities as well. That major reason made a negative impact on my undergraduate school where it was hard to keep both of concerns as the fullest.
I got all the talents and care by being as an assistance of my mother during her life as my family head. She sacrificed all of her time and effort to support and facilitate our daily life as adulthood. She could resist and carry out all of our responsibilities for the first year since my father’s death. However, she fight again, unfortunately, within her health conditions summarized in getting a weak heart caused to have a pacemaker. I never kept away her last days with us as a merciful mother.
Now as I am about to take my first step into higher education, I continuously think of her in my imagination she is. With tearful eyes and proud smile telling me that I will achieve it. I can never trust anyone as I trusted my mom, knowing that she always in my mind and never abandon for minutes, as well. I know that if I slip, she'll inspire to support me. I know that I can rely on her care and love even she is not alive no matter what my choices in life are. I was so close to her in order to know how she could manage and come over her life with all its miseries, which motivate to create my steps for success. I am pretty sure that at one time I was her strength as she is mine now. She is the one I look up to and wish that one day I will be just like her. If I can, I will hold her hands, kiss her forehead and ask her how much satisfy is she right this moment by my life.
Chapter Summaries of the novel is not completed 2/6/12